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Monday, May 25, 2009 

Current mood:  thoughtful
Category: Life
Something To Think About On Memorial Day

Check out this article and take a minute this memorial day to celebrate more than a chance to fire up your grill. 

Ralph 'Knight' Iles III
USMC - Veteran


http://www.blueridgenow.com/article/20090524/NEWS/905239906/1042/NEWS?Title=Got-a-Minute-John-Collins

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Monday, January 19, 2009 

Current mood:  knighted
Category: Life
Happy Birthday Martin Luther King Jr. - Knight


Martin Luther King Jr. once said:
"We must combine the toughness of the serpent and the softness of the dove, a tough mind and a tender heart"

Let us all remember what he stood for and live up to those values and teach those same values to all of our children so that perhaps they can grow up in a world much better than the one we all grew up in. Let this day also be a reminder of so many other things we need to change in the world so that our children can grow up in a better one than what our parents and their parents left us. Let us make this a day on and not a day off and do something to carry on his legacy even if it is only to read his speech below fully understand it and tell a friend who has never heard it.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY
MARTIN LUTHER KING JR!!!!!

Knight

Happy Birthday Martin Luther King Jr. - Knight


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I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. And so we've come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we've come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the "unalienable Rights" of "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note, insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds."

But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. And so, we've come to cash this check, a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice.

We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of Now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. And those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. And there will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice: In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force.

The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. And they have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom.

We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead.

We cannot turn back.

There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. *We cannot be satisfied as long as the negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their self-hood and robbed of their dignity by a sign stating: "For Whites Only."* We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until "justice rolls down like waters, and righteousness like a mighty stream."¹



I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive. Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

Let us not wallow in the valley of despair, I say to you today, my friends.

And so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."²

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.




And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!




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Tuesday, January 15, 2008 

Current mood:  creative
Category: Writing and Poetry

Here's another verse that is more like peotry but it flows like water too.  Not sure I will use this cause I still can't find a beat that really compliments it.  Till then you guys can read it and feel free to leave comments. -- Knight

 

 

 

Pots flyin at my head when you beautifully fling

Ya impatience aint always a beautiful thing

Like Ken Grif I wanted a bat to just beautiful swing

For ya head cause of the fear that I couldnt keep ya

Hope for us wit no fuss I just beautifully dream

Of a world wit all trust it just beautifully seems

To good to be true but damn what a beautiful scene

mystic and clarity like Da Vinci made the Mona Lisa

Keys on hook melodically they beautifully sting

The vocals the cords start buddin like a beautiful Spring

Thats why I had to write this track I hope it beautifully brings

Ours souls together on a level we just have to reach up

And grow together I just copped you a beautiful ring

And I know you aint in to all that beautiful bling

But it matches ya eyes together they just beautifully sing

From ya King to my Queen, best friend, and teacher

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Sunday, January 13, 2008 

Current mood:  enlightened
Category: News and Politics

Barack Obama has a lot of followers and supporters and in the end it may not be enough unless we ALL stand up and support him.   And by all I mean literally ALL Americans not just African Americans and minorities.   I read Obama's book last year and since then I already knew who I wanted to vote for.  My only question was is this guy for real?   Can a politician really be this honest and selfless?  I mean what he's done for families in his state almost brough me to tears.   And no I'm not extra sensitive and I don't cry at movies and even when I'm genuinely sad I don't cry.  I'm a survivor I just pick up the peices formulate a plan and move on.   It's been one of my greatest strengths my ability to quickly move on after some great stress or tragedy.   But I'm not a robot and I have children so when I hear about fathers doing everything they can to support their family, but because of economic conditions and legal red tape it's not enough and they can't get the help they need.  Because of laws on the books in black and white, and lawyers and judges alike that only see them that way and can't seem to understand the world we live in is VERY gray these days.  I've been quite blessed to be able to provide for my family and to also have a family that has supported me anytime I've run into some sort of hardship due to the environment or whether I brought it on myself.  None of us are perfect and neither is Barack Obama.  However,  I try very hard everyday to be perfect and even though I know it is a goal I will never reach the effort alone makes me a better person.   Barack has that same goal.   He is not going to be a perfect president but through his efforts I know he will be a GREAT one.   Don't take my word for it though.  Go read the book.  Get it on audio CD and listen to it in your car if you don't have time to read like me.  Go to his official site www.BarackObama.com and sign up and read about his efforts as a lawyer and senator both for the state and federal government.  Many say he is unexperience my take on that is that experience like most things is more about quality and quantity.   We all have that person at our job that is lazy and can't do half the work that we can but yet they've been there forever so technically they have more experience but honestly if you had to decide would you want them running the company.  Now think about who runs the country!!   It's not about experience Barack is young but I feel he's seen enough and done enough to get my vote.   Again I am not telling you how to vote just pointing you to the information and asking you to share that info with other once you receive it. 

Thanks for reading sorry for the book and enjoy the rest of your day,

Please leave comments!!

Knight

P.S. -  These are some clips I think you all should see below:

 





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Monday, January 07, 2008 

Current mood:  creative
Category: Writing and Poetry

One of my favorite verses and more like peotry to me.  Just decided to share it with my hip hop heads out there!  This is also the verse on my youtube video below. 

 

Enjoy and leave comments,

 

Knight.

 

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Hip Hop is in my soul wake up in the morning breathin it

Coursin through my viens cut me and Im bleedin it

Regulate my heart the rhythm as it beats in it

Words is my bond my verses hear the creed in it

I give flows like substinance I stay feedin it

Focus my mind like Neo till Im seeing it

Like the Matrix in slow mo wit no speed in it

And Manipulate the rhyme till its genius

Like an addict theres no cure so Im needin it

Lot of artist getting paid but misleadin it

But my faith is strong so I must believe in it

I do it for the love so theres no greed in it

Droppin these jewels the future slowin seedin it

Packed wit essentials for the ear got em eatin it

Storm is coming in the eye youll find me in it

And when the revolution comes Im leadin it

 

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Friday, December 28, 2007 

Category: Friends
DJ Lickumlow,

You helped us and other local talent just cause you believed in us, cause you believed in j-ville, and believed in NC. Not because of money or fame. You were getting plenty of that and chasing your own dreams without any of us. Because of that you will never be forgotten and because of you I will always find a way to give back.

To the Crunkest DJ I know!!

Rest In Peace,

Knight



This is a blog from another page but in light of recent events I've decided to place it up on this page as well as my first blog here. My prayers go out to Big Al aka DJ Lickumlow's family and friends. Also my deepest condonlences and may you all find comfort in these words:
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I didn't fully understand this when I first read it but after my experiences in the past 6 months I now understand it in it's entirety. So here is my thanks to all of the people who have come into my life long term or short term. I owe everything I am and everything I will become to each of you. Thanks for being my support, my guidance counselors (solited or unsolicited), a shoulder to lean on and sometimes cry on, thanks for the lessons learned especially the hard ones (I know they hurt you more than me most of the time), thanks for simply just listening when noone else would, for believing in me when I didn't believe in myself, thank you all for being my friend. I hope you can all say the same for me. And if I've given you nothing else I give you this statement below.



Knight



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People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON...It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a Godsend and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be.

The, without any wrongdoing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do something to bring the relationship to an end. Sometimes they walk away. Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand. Sometimes they die. What we must realize is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. Your need has been answered, and now it is time to move on.

When people come into your life for a SEASON...It is because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done. They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.





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